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Cheng Jieyi watched the young god struggle and resist, but the next moment the scene changed, Cheng Jieyi was standing in a luxurious room covered with fluffy blankets.

On the large bench in the room, the magic dragon was hugging the beautiful young god, talking softly.

It's like changing the place from the pool.

No...something was different, Cheng Jieyi narrowed his eyes, the belly of the god was already swollen, he was pregnant.

"Can you return the sun?" The god buried his head on the dragon's shoulder wearily, "Your goal has been achieved."

"Yes, I promise you." Molong nodded.

Cheng Jieyi was a little surprised, if the sun had been returned at this time, why would the Dongxue Kingdom in later generations still be a world of ice and snow?

In the next memory segment, Cheng Jieyi saw the god giving birth.

The young god was lying on the bed, and beside him was a small silver dragon, which looked like it had just hatched, with mucus still standing on its body.The young god raised his head and pushed aside the bed curtain, and the warm sunlight shone on his face.

The little silver dragon yelled at the "angang" that the young god relied on, and the young god looked at it sideways, and nodded the silver dragon's small head with his index finger.

The young god seemed to say a word to Yinlong, but Cheng Jieyi didn't hear the voice, he could only see the shape of his mouth.

Then the young god smiled softly at the dragon, "I think this little guy is hungry...you can take him out to eat."

The magic dragon dropped a kiss on the forehead of the god, and obediently took the child out.

The magic dragon embraced the silver dragon, lowered his head and kissed the top of the silver dragon's head, with a gentle look in his eyes.

"I'll tell your squeamish Father God later that my punishment for him...is over."

Forgive him for cheating, for almost killing himself.

But when the magic dragon entered the room again, what he saw was the young man taking out the divine gem and crushing it.

"I don't need your forgiveness! My punishment...is not over yet!"

The young god laughed loudly, and with the disappearance of his godhood, his body also turned into sand, turning into flying ash inch by inch in the sunlight.The painful and howling dragon immediately rushed forward, trying to hug the treasure in his palm, but only caught a little sand.

The fine sand slipped from the dragon's fingers, and finally melted into the skylight.

He left nothing behind.

Afterwards, Cheng Jieyi used the fastest speed to see the entire past of the magic dragon.He raised his children alone, he devoured the scorching sun again, he frozen the world forever, as if hoping to force out the cruel and cunning god in this way.

But nothing works.

The moment the pride of the gods was broken, the final outcome was revealed.

1 years, 2 years... The magic dragon watched his children grow up, had lovers, and then passed on to heirs.He suffers from loneliness and pain every day, as the young god said, his punishment is far from over.

Until one day, the magic dragon met his child's lover, and hallucinations appeared in his eyes: the damn god came back and descended on the body of the person in front of him.

The magic dragon remained calm on the face, but devoured his lover in front of the child.

The child's strength is not enough to compete with his father, no matter how he resists, the dragon's consciousness completely falls into chaos.

He's crazy.He thinks the gods are back, but only for the lovers of the sons.

The dragon grabs the thread of the world's rules and casts a curse.

[I set the rules, every prince will find his destined lover. 】

【His lover must be the reincarnation of a god. 】

[My sons and heirs will enshrine him to me. 】

【Swallow it to satisfy my hunger and thirst! 】

……

The scene in front of him dissipated like mist, Fei Luo pulled Cheng Jieyi out of the warm tears and led him up the stairs.

"It has ended."

Fei Luo sighed lightly.

"So I hate the heat, I hate spring, it always reminds me of... tears, the smell of blood, and him."

Fei Luo looked directly at the dragon who was sleeping on his own, with a cold expression.

"But it's different now... After generations of flesh and blood, I'm already stronger than him."

Cheng Jieyi raised his head hesitantly, Fei Luo stretched out his beautiful and slender fingers to comb his smooth hair.

"Everything...is because I met you. I am different from my ancestors. If he can't keep it, I will keep it."

【Emotions are irrational things and should be stripped from us. 】

When Fei Luo was a child, when he was looking through the books left by his predecessors, he saw a line of handwriting on the last page.He took the book to his father, and the king nodded approvingly.

"He's quite right."

"But those who dare not face their feelings are just cowards."

Fei Luo and the king looked at each other. There was a fresh scar on the king's cheek, like a scratch from a sharp claw, and the sleeve was still stained with bright blood.

"So... when resistance is useless, for the sake of the future, maybe being a coward and stripping off feelings is the best way."

Fei Luo was sent out by the king, but when he wanted to see something, no barrier magic could stop him.He heard the death knell ringing in the castle, and saw his ever-calm father bury his face in a bloodstained white cloth.

Father's shoulders trembled slightly, as if... crying.

The soft wind blew across Fei Luo's forehead, like a mother's gentle caressing hand.

… except that he never met his mother.

The next day, the scars on the king's face had disappeared, and he sat on the throne again like a cold statue.

Fei Luo made up his mind and walked up to him, his fingers entangled with the law of space that resided on the king.

"I want your strength, I will grow enough to kill him."

"I'm already a coward. If you can do it, I will give you the power to control the world..." A smile appeared on the king's lips.

From then on, Feiluo's food was no longer ordinary food, but the heart of the kings of all ages.

The heart of a dragon stores the crystallization of all the power of a dragon from birth to death.

When Fei Luo first devoured the crystals, he almost died of pain, and he seemed to be able to hear the unwilling dragon roars of the dead souls.

"I'll do it, I swear."

Even if I will die, even if I will be swallowed, I will definitely do it.

and also……

"I will never let you be sacrificed, and I will not let him touch a hair of yours," Ferro said.

Cheng Jieyi received too much information at the moment and was processing it.Fei Luo wants to kill the magic dragon, Cheng Jieyi wants to liberate the sun and usher in spring, their goals are actually the same.

After a while, Cheng Jieyi asked, "Are you going to kill him here?"

"This...is the center of the capital." Fei Luo shook his head.

Fighting here, with the size and strength of Feiluo and this dragon, maybe this country will disappear overnight.

"On the day of the wedding, once we recite the wedding blessing, he will appear in human form." Fei Luo took Cheng Jieyi's hand, "At that time, I will take him out of the boundary and kill him."

"But something happened to the manager who was in charge of watching him yesterday... He seems to have woken up early."

Fei Luo stopped and looked at the weak and harmless prince and concubine in front of him.

"But don't be afraid even if the time is early, I will protect you."

"I'm strong enough."

Cheng Jieyi turned slightly sideways, pinching the earring on his right ear.Although the system has cut off the signal with the plane of the dream maker, other functions are still there.

[Calculating the magic dragon combat power value]

[Calculating Feiluo's combat power value]

[Calculated]

[Philo's probability of winning is...]

……

The figures of the two gradually disappeared at the end of the stairs. Behind them, the sleeping dragon slowly opened its eyes, revealing cold red-gold pupils.It made a sniffing motion, and there was only the aroma of overripe fruit in the air.

The person in its dream is still in the future.

No... It seems that something has come, with a nostalgic atmosphere.

The author has something to say: Cheng Jieyi: The probability of winning is...um.

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